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"Yeah." He didn't refuse. After seeing this woman, he became confused about what the girl said.

"Are you curious?" Watching the woman leave, the girl turned back to look at Him.

"Ah, I'm a little confused. The name you call her is not like the name a daughter calls her mother, but it still has feelings." He asked directly without hiding anything.

"Because Niya's mother is indeed not my mother." The girl did not beat around the bush or didn't want to answer. It was obvious that facing this matter was nothing to her.

"This is actually an orphanage." The girl said slowly as she looked up at the house.

"Mother Niya is the director of this orphanage and the person who founded it. She began to rescue many orphans when she was young. At that time, due to the war, many children lost their relatives and became orphans."

"That's when I was picked up from the battlefield by Niya's mother." At this point, the girl's expression became gentle.

"She said that when she saw me, I didn't cry or make a fuss. There were no wounds or blood stains on my body. I was as quiet as a little angel."

"She felt that meeting me was destined to happen, so she brought me back from the battlefield."

"And I am also the first child in this orphanage."

Having said this, the girl turned around and looked at Him.

The sun shone from behind her, making the girl look so divine.

"This orphanage was also named by Niya's mother, Paradise."

"The pure land of bliss, a paradise without sorrow and harm."

"The children here can grow up without any worries and then realize their dreams." The girl looked at him, and the smile on her face made his heartbeat slow down for half a beat at this moment.

"Promised Land...?" Hearing this familiar name, his expression softened.

"Yes, it's a beautiful name, isn't it?" Looking at His appearance, the girl said slowly.

"So, is this the reason why you are willing to give up being an adventurer and stay?" Looking at the warmly decorated house in front of him, he could understand that the girl was willing to pursue her childhood dream and stay here to become an employee of the orphanage.

"Yes, Niya's mother is old. Even if she was once strong, she is already an old man now. Everyone who was adopted with me has their own life when they grow up. Someone has to stay. Yeah, so, I stayed. And now that I think about it, being an adventurer is actually not that good, isn't it?" He said slowly, he could see the light in the girl's eyes, and knew what the girl said What he said was not an act against his will.

This was her own will, no one forced her to do it, and no one asked her to do it.

"What's more, the children are also very cute. They even call me sister sweetly." Perhaps thinking of every little thing in life, the girl had a happy smile on her face.

"Really?" Looking at the girl's smiling face, he smiled unconsciously.

"Well, the innocence of a child is the most precious thing in the world." The breeze blew by, blowing the corners of the girl's clothes and floating across his face.

For a moment, he really thought that his Alicia was back...

They are so similar, no matter in appearance, expression, or every move.

"Ah, by the way, I went up the mountain to find herbs for them. I have to boil the herbs quickly." As if she remembered something, the girl turned around and hurriedly walked towards the house.

Seeing the girl leaving, he subconsciously reached out and wanted to hold her hand.

The figure in his sight slowly overlapped with the girl in front of him, and he saw her shadow in the girl.

It's not that those previous lives were just similar in appearance or similar in personality.

Everything about this girl is so similar...

Even the soul...

Suddenly stopping his outstretched hand, he came back to his senses and sighed deeply.

Looking at his hands, He fell silent.

Should He...should stop here?

"Benefactor, won't you come in? The children are very sensible and will not come to you rashly." The girl who walked to the door of the house turned back and looked at Him who was still standing there.

"I..." He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to refuse, but he couldn't say it at all.

"Come on, I haven't given you a taste of my peach blossom wine yet." Seeing his hesitation, the girl turned back and took his hand.

"Ah..." The moment the girl took his hand, he froze on the spot, his mind went blank, and he allowed the girl to pull him towards the house.

Even the temperature in the palm of my hand is exactly the same...

He didn't even notice how he was pulled into the room by the girl, and how he was pulled by the girl to sit down at the table.

"My benefactor, please wait a moment. I'll bring out the peach blossom stuffing." After placing him at the table, the girl turned and walked towards the basement on the side.

She had given the previous herbs to the woman named Niya, and her current task was to entertain Him, the savior.

Sitting at the table, he looked at his palm that was previously held by the girl and felt the warmth left on it.

He might really be crazy...

"I found it. It has been there for a while, so it took a lot of energy out of me." He saw the girl struggling to carry a jar up the stairs from the basement.

Although the jar is not particularly big, it is not light for a young girl.

Seeing the girl struggling, he subconsciously stood up and helped the girl, moving the jar to the table.

"Excuse me, I should be the one entertaining you." Perhaps because of fatigue, or perhaps because of embarrassment, two flushes appeared on the girl's face, which fascinated him for a moment.

"It's okay." He slowly sat down and watched the girl take out two bowls from the side like magic and put them on the table.

"I haven't drank for a long time. How about I drink some with you?" The girl poured wine into her bowl and His bowl, and slowly sat down beside Him.

"Huh, the peach blossom wine is indeed delicious. How about you try it too?" The girl looked at him with a smile, and the girl's Xi Yi eyes made him unable to say no. He just picked up the bowl silently, He took a small taste.

"Hmm...it tastes good." Feeling the sweet wine entering his throat, he looked at the girl in front of him who was looking at him expectantly and gave his own evaluation.

"Really? That's really great. I'm still worried that you won't like it." After receiving his approval, the girl became obviously happy.

"If you like, you can drink more. I brewed a lot last spring." The girl held the bowl in both hands. Perhaps because of the alcohol, her face turned slightly red, as if she had applied blush. .

He didn't speak anymore, just drank the wine silently.

Every time when He was about to finish drinking, the girl would fill the bowl immediately. He did not say stop, and the girl kept drinking with Him.

"Are you worried about something?" Finally, when the peach blossom wine bottomed out, the girl asked hesitantly.

"Is it obvious?" He didn't expect that his thoughts would be discovered by the girl so easily. He thought that he had hidden it well.

"Well, it's obvious that your thoughts are written on your face." As she spoke slowly, the girl stretched out her hand and stroked his tightly knitted brows, as if she wanted to smooth them out.

"Really..." Feeling the girl's warm palm touching his forehead, his mood became calmer than ever before.

"Yes, you seem to be... having something on your mind that you can't explain..." The girl looked drunk, even speaking was halting.

Just smoothing His brow may have used up her remaining strength.

"If you don't mind... you can pour your heart out to me..." The girl's voice became smaller and smaller. He watched the girl lie down on the table and slowly fall asleep.

"..." He silently drank the wine in the bowl, looked at the girl's sleeping face, and slowly stretched out his hand.

His fingertips touched the girl's cheek, and he felt the soft and warm touch, unable to calm down for a long time.

"You and her look alike, we really look alike..."

"Ah." Feeling someone approaching, he retracted his hand as if nothing had happened.

"The child fell asleep again." The woman named Niya came over and put a blanket on the girl.

"Well, maybe I drank too much." Looking at the woman, he had no feelings for this stranger and had a cold expression on his face.

"That's it." The woman stood up straight and looked at the sleeping girl, with a very peaceful expression on her face.

"You actually built this orphanage for her, right?" After a while, He spoke slowly.

The woman's hands and tiger's mouth were covered with calluses, which were not worn out by daily work, but were caused by long-term use of weapons.

"Yes, I picked her up on the battlefield." The woman did not hide it. Her identity was not a secret in this country.

"I was the general of this country at that time and made great military exploits." The woman gently stroked the girl's head and spoke slowly, as if recalling that time.

"However, as the war is coming to an end, I, a general whose reputation is even greater than that of the emperor, have also faced an inevitable situation."

"My merits are so high that leaving the court is the only option for me."

"And when I met her, it was the last battle I fought in my life." At this point, the woman lowered her head and looked at the sleeping girl's cheek.

"I originally planned to return military power to the emperor and leave the court after arriving in the capital. But at that time, I was still confused. Where can I go after I leave? What can I do?"

"It was her appearance that gave me the direction of life." Speaking of this, the woman recalled the scene at that time.

"The battlefield was littered with corpses and the flames of war were raging. She, a little baby, was lying quietly on the ground, like a little angel."

“I made up my mind to adopt her the first time I saw her.”

"I took her to the capital and bid farewell to the emperor as I originally thought. However, I replaced the fiefdom I wanted with this village outside the capital."

"I was worried that she would be too lonely as a child, so I converted this place into an orphanage and adopted some other children displaced by the war."

After saying this, the woman looked at Him.

"I don't know what your identity is, but a warrior's intuition tells me that you are very powerful." The woman said slowly, without any nervousness.

"You don't mean any harm, but you can't stay here for a long time, right?"

"This child likes you very much. If possible, can you come back every spring?"

"She will be very happy when she sees what you said."

"......it is good."

He did not refuse the woman’s request, and just as the woman said, He could not stay in one world forever.

He also has his own responsibilities.

But He... still wanted to see more of her smiling face, hear more of her voice, and feel the warmth of her palms more.

(Two in one, 170 words.)

Peach blossoms and glutinous rice make delicious food

For the Supreme God, time is the least worth mentioning.

This sentence was something she heard An say a long, long time ago.

At that time, she didn't understand why precious time was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Supreme God.

But later, slowly, she understood what An said.

The Supreme Gods are immortal and immortal. Their lives are so long that even they themselves cannot remember how long they have lived.

At that time, she thought that time was not worth mentioning to the Supreme God because the Supreme God had too much time.

But soon, she realized that she had guessed wrong.

The reason why time is not worth mentioning to the Supreme God is because the Supreme God has no clear concept of time at all...

Sometimes, a sleep or a daze of the Supreme God may last for decades or hundreds of years in some worlds.

Human life lasts only a few hundred years.

But to the Supreme God, their long life is just an inconspicuous small segment in a long life.

The Supreme God has no concept of time, and time is meaningless to them.

They are almost immortal.

Life is long enough for them to get tired of, long enough for them to choose to destroy themselves.

........

The spring of the year has arrived.

Looking at the peach blossoms blooming in the mountain stream, he slowly walked forward until the house in his memory appeared in his sight.

He stopped and watched the girl put the steamed glutinous rice and peach blossoms into the wine jar in the yard, preparing them to start fermenting.

His eyes were gentle, as if he were looking at his lover.

The girl sealed the wine jar slowly and put it aside.

She straightened up and raised her hands to straighten her hair that was messed up by the wind.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, she turned her gaze here.

"Benefactor?" The girl looked at Him and shouted just like she did when they first met.

"Yes." He responded softly. Isn't what He expected to hear her voice and see her smiling face?

......